The Things I Can’t Always Say

I regret the things I’ve said,

I wish I was a rubber,

So I could rub myself out

And start all over again.

Sometimes I just want to burst words out,

Like a lion burst out a humongous roar across Africa.

I feel sometimes like I am tied to a chair,

Not being able to move,

Frozen, stuck in one place,

Just like I am stuck when the things I want to say just won’t come out.

Inside me I know now the thing I want to say still won’t come out.

By Johnathon